THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 988

Gordon couldn't believe his luck was this bad.

Time and time again, he kept running into Caitlin's parents.

He was genuinely panicking.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing him like this, Caitlin burst out laughing.

Gordon's reaction was just too funny.

She laughed so hard tears came to her eyes.

It was only when he heard Caitlin's laughter that Gordon realized he'd been tricked. He immediately moved to her side, wrapped an arm around her neck, and guided her into the car. "I'll deal with you later!"

With that, he closed her door and walked around to the driver's seat.

Even after they were in the car, Caitlin was still laughing.

Gordon glanced at her. "My princess, can you please stop laughing?"

"I can't," Caitlin said, looking at him with a grin. "I should have recorded that. You have no idea how much funnier your reaction was than a comedy show."

And with that, she started laughing again.

Gordon fastened his seatbelt and turned to look at her, his deep eyes as dark as ink. His voice was low as he enunciated each word, "Stop. Laughing."

"I won't."

Without another word, Gordon unbuckled the seatbelt he had just fastened. He leaned over, one hand cupping the back of her head, the other tilting her chin up, and silenced her laughter with a kiss.

Several minutes later, he finally pulled away. His voice was a little hoarse as he looked at her. "Still laughing?"

"Not anymore," Caitlin said, sitting up properly and fastening her seatbelt. "Let's go eat. I'm starving."

Only then did Gordon leisurely buckle his own seatbelt and start the car.

"Where are we going for dinner tonight?" Caitlin asked.

"There's a really good omakase place nearby. I made a reservation," Gordon replied.

"Okay," Caitlin nodded. "Let's give it a try."

The food at omakase restaurants was usually just okay, but the ambiance was nice and the drinks were good. It was a nice change of pace every once in a while.

Soon, they arrived at the Japanese restaurant.

The atmosphere was excellent. Gordon had booked a private room and even hired a violinist to play for them.

After dinner, they left the restaurant.

"Master Ninth, Miss Gonzales."

Gordon's assistant was waiting at the entrance.

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